Staring at the TV, at cold war with my wife
I can't relate to anything and you call this “life”
Good job, great wages, but at what cost
Looking back on everything that I've lost
Here we go again, duty calls it’s 6 A.M.
Wrong ambition of the worst kind
I'm a family man, with no vital signs
Wife & kids, tasteless food
Taxes, stocks, Mephisto shoes
I always lose!
But is this what I want?
Tell me what I need!
Went to the doc who gave me Prozac on receipt
So, here we go again, duty calls for the family man
Wrong ambition of the worst kind
Do I wanna live this artificial life?
Mobile homes and fishing rods
White socks in my Birckenstocks
When did I stop giving a fuck!
I want some fuckin’ action
I don’t want this
I'm signing out!
In this artificial life, that started forty years ago
There’s no happy end, my final blast will be a gunshot
For forty years already I’ve been hanging on a rope
Forty years of blankness, without any signs of hope
Where's the fucking action?
Nothing but a monkey in a vegetative state
Controlled by the things that I used to hate
I’m signing out
I’m signing out
I’m signing out
I’m signing out
This band goes to A,B and Z...The first song is absolute hardcore but from there we wrangle genre of hardcore...The anger is there but guitar is clean on the verge of pop but tempo sticks it in Hardcore or Punk.But none the less this shit is top notch.Fans of spazzy punk take note.. john onyskin
Knockout debut from a Buffalo, New York-based hardcore band who like their riffs sick, their drums fast, and their choruses sticky-sweet. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 28, 2024
Clean sound, fast and angry. A few extra hooks from each instrument in each song to make sure you're paying attention. DAMN fine punk rock! Zack_Replica